A Walking Dream

You, to me, are like the earth,
your eyes the ocean depths.
Your cheeks a luscious luxury,
terrestrial a breadth.  

Your hair the glow of setting sun,
Upon a fairer sky,
ambiguous, your motion, love,
emotions underlie.

If you drift away to sea,
a hopeless shipwrecked soul.
I will change the tides for you
and part to make you whole.

Come now, take my warming hands,
and step down on the shore.
As dreamers in a waking dream,
we’ll live again once more.

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